Volume 1 Chapter 38 Quietly Awaiting My Wife’s Arrival to Fetch Me

In the residence on Furei Lane, Chu Xiaoman waited beneath the magnolia tree. Dressed in a dark robe with a yellow vest and a matching silk skullcap, he clutched a rattle-drum, watching Qu Pan return with wide, longing eyes. Qu Pan’s heart felt as though it had been fiercely pinched by a giant hand.

Chu Xiaoman’s gaze followed Qu Pan, yet he refused to call out to her. When Qu Pan reached for his hand, he pulled away, gripping his rattle-drum tightly. His stubborn demeanor was reminiscent of Chu Hanliang during a tantrum, yet just as much like Qu Pan when she was being difficult.

Qu Pan knelt before Chu Xiaoman, carefully observing her treasure under the warm autumn sun. Chu Xiaoman must have inherited Chu Hanliang’s late-blooming trait; his height was barely average among children his age...

Then, Ye Xiu turned and vanished into the darkness, leaving not a trace behind, as if he were a part of the shadows themselves.

The man, distracted from his work, picked up his phone and stared at Su Lili’s WeChat profile picture, his cold fingers hovering over the screen.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the figure of Ying Lan descended from above the man’s right, an orange-glowing hand-blade striking the back of his neck.

It was that awkward time of day—past breakfast, yet before dinner—when the two arrived at the entrance of Old Fan’s restaurant.

"President? Don’t be so formal! Even if we can’t be lovers, we are still classmates, right?" Xiao Xu feigned the air of a gentleman, magnanimously picking up the flower that had fallen to the ground and tucking it into his breast pocket with a flourish.

He had finally achieved his goal, but the person who had caught him climbing the wall was nowhere to be found. What a pity, what a pity. Yu Xi landed soundlessly and shook his head. He hadn't expected to have such deep reflections from jumping a wall; it really didn't befit his identity as a doctor.

Moreover, she hoped for the happiness and longevity of Shi Yeting and Su Lili’s marriage. Seeing Su Lili’s sincerity, Mother Li was truly pleased.

Secondly, the video playing just now had repeatedly displayed the symbol of the werewolf legend. Was this loophole a trap intentionally set by Liu Sanshi, or merely an oversight born of carelessness?

Everything seemed to point toward that open chapter as if dictated by fate.

The man flicked a leaf away with indifference and sat down. A stone table appeared before him, with a stone stool opposite, cushioned as if prepared specifically for Princess Kongyu.

Cai Fu had rested at home all afternoon. Just as he was about to head to the prison after dinner, he heard a knock at the door. Upon checking, he found Yan Qing leading two burly men.

Yet there was little to be done. In this era, the number of young men wanting to join the army was growing, while the number of girls willing to be military wives was dwindling. Especially in the profession of a soldier—one might leave one day and never return.

"Good, good. I almost misjudged you." Seeing Xiao Zhenshan staring fixedly at him, Lin Xiao was puzzled and about to ask why, when Xiao Zhenshan suddenly uttered these words, his eyes clearly filled with admiration.

The two had just finished their intimacy, and Qiu Meng had not yet finished dressing in her silk gown when the door was suddenly pushed open. The innkeeper hurriedly stood up, while Qiu Meng clutched her clothes to her chest. Seeing that the intruder was Yue Rong, she was struck dumb with shock.

Upon seeing the details of the four missions, a faint smile appeared on Su Mo’s face. Two of them actually concerned the Batian Clan.

Hong Yan saw that the man’s face was bloodless, with traces of blood at the corners of his mouth and eyes. His movements were jerky and stiff, no different from a legendary zombie. Hong Yan was deeply shaken; it was the first time in her life she had seen such a thing, and she wondered if such creatures truly existed in this world.

"I want gold—lots of gold! A whole chest, just as big as the nanmu chest from yesterday!" Young Master Zhuge imagined Liu Bei rewarding him with a massive chest of gold, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"Who are you? I’d like to hear it," Lin Xiao said, his brow furrowing at the big man’s arrogance. He spoke in a low voice, curious to see what kind of background such an insolent fellow could possibly have.

But the Emperor of the Great Liang rejected the Liaoguo’s request for an alliance, even though the Liaoguo was willing to pay annual tributes and lease the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun.

"Give him a few dozen lashes; if he doesn't die, exile him five thousand miles," the Fifth Prince said through gritted teeth. "If we don't act ruthlessly, how can we stop this?" Li Tian remained silent and nodded; it was cruel, but necessary.

Her voice was weak, suggesting that the respirator was not a panacea and was still causing her some difficulty in breathing.

Because she was busy with the road construction, she had no time to visit the two bauxite companies, entrusting all the work to Engineer Sheng.

"Resource recovery device?!" The two discovered that the violent transmission from the tower was actually a letter, containing essential information and a marked address.

But no matter how the heroes and players changed, one thing was destined to remain the same: the minion waves.

Lin Mu suddenly remembered the down jacket Huo Siyan had bought earlier. It wasn't that he didn't want to keep it for himself.

Huang Junqiang sat on the hotel bed, his eyes fixed on the television, which was broadcasting an interview with Zhang Ruofeng.

After leaving Fengyun Network, Zhang Ruofeng had nothing to do, so he asked his driver to take him to Gold Medal Entertainment.

Mo Ran and Xifeng broke out in a cold sweat. This demon did not bare its fangs like a blood demon, nor did it keep blood-slaves like a vampire; it simply walked quietly up to you and ate your shadow.

Lin Mu sighed, sat on the bed, and took off his shoes. She lay down obediently to sleep, but still uneasy, she reached out and gripped his clothing tightly.

The physician in charge of the paternity test was listed on his badge as Zhao Xinyu, a chief physician.

Ye Hanxiao was equally excited. With a thought, a giant claw formed of internal energy slammed directly toward Bai Xuanli.

Throughout the meal, I tried to bring up that night, but she kept changing the subject, leaving me feeling incredibly frustrated. After leaving the restaurant, I figured it must be the restaurant's fault; I vowed never to come here again.

Of course, these were all guesses made by Lü Xiang’er, Lü Hong, and Zhaoxia. The three didn't know if Huo Qingsong was aware of the truth, and they hadn't told him. Lü Hong had begged Lü Xiang’er at the Zheshong Prefecture office to let the matter end with Shi Jun and spare Qingya.

In my current state of mind, I was on the verge of the cycle: feeling bad—drinking—getting drunk—causing trouble. Everyone might as well just beat me to death.